My heart stopped for about three minutes last weekend. I was marking at the kitchen table, as per usual on a Sunday afternoon, when I decided Sherman had been outside long enough to work through whatever didn’t belong inside the dollhouse. I finished the paper in front of me, opened the back door, and called….
Category: Mammals
Because Mondays make me grouchy, I’ll be writing about my furry babies at the beginning of each week to boost my mood. Also, I like the alliterative effect.
Mammal Mondays: In Your Face
Leroy is the kind of cat who must, and I do mean must, be next to–preferably on top of–his people at all times. Some might call it affection, but I’m convinced Leroy’s clinginess is actually his way of claiming ownership of me. He was up to his usual tricks yesterday, fighting my MacBook for the…